Her eyes were hollow, haggard and grief-stricken, making her look like she was many years older.

Liu Rong was on the side to help her.

Jin Jianjun's sudden sacrifice made everyone unacceptable, and Liu Rong kept crying.

Zou Shumin was a little calm on the surface.

But some grief, the calmer it is, the deeper it is.

When night fell, there were fewer people who came to mourn, and Liu Rong persuaded Zou Shumin to rest.

"Sister-in-law, you haven't rested for two days, go sleep for a while, brother here, I'll keep watch."

Zou Shumin didn't move, her expression blank.

"Where's the little wind?" She asked in a low voice.

mentioned Jin Juefeng, Liu Rong burst into tears: "His phone is still turned off, and he can't find him tonight." Sister-in-law, Xiaofeng will be fine, he may just be too sad and hiding, you don't have to worry about him. You have to rest well, you can't collapse, and you have to give your brother a funeral tomorrow......"

Liu Rong couldn't go on.

Zou Shumin's nose moved slightly, and tears quietly slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"You go and rest, Ah Rong, I can't sleep. As soon as I close my eyes, it's all your brother's shadow, and I don't dare to close it. ”

Liu Rong sobbed lowly: "I can't sleep either, I'll accompany you." ”

Zou Shumin did not persuade.

She tilted her head and looked at the photo of Jin Jianjun on the mourning hall. There was no one at this time, and her tears were just flowing down in rows.

Her husband is the most handsome, responsible and greatest man in the world......

But why did such a responsible man leave her when she felt the happiest?

You liar, Jin Jianjun!

You said you were coming back, you said you were going to make me wait for you.

As a result, what are you waiting for, is it your dead body......

Zou Shumin closed her eyes, and her heart hurt like a knife.

No one will ever say to her again, I love you.

Zou Shumin fainted.

Liu Rong hurriedly supported her: "Sister-in-law, you ...... You can lean on me for a while. ”

She knew that Zou Shumin would not go to rest, so she could only say this.

Zou Shumin really didn't have any strength anymore, she leaned on Liu Rong and looked at Jin Jianjun's portrait.

Time was silent for a moment, and the sound of soft footsteps sounded.

Liu Rong looked at the door, it was Xu Wanwan.

She was wearing a black dress and was solemn.

"Late, late." Liu Rong called.

Hearing this name, Zou Shumin slowly took her eyes off Jin Jianjun's portrait and fell on Xu Wanwan's body.

Zou Shumin's sad appearance made Xu Wanwan's eyes turn red in an instant.

"Auntie." She walked towards Zou Shumin.

Zou Shumin propped up her body and whispered to Liu Rong, "Give Wanwan a stool." ”

"Okay." Liu Rong got up.

She brought a stool.

Xu Wanwan bowed to Jin Jianjun's portrait three times before sitting next to Zou Shumin.

For a moment, there was some silence.

Xu Wanwan spoke first: "Auntie, I went to look for Jue Feng again today, but I didn't find him." ”

Zou Shumin closed her eyes with some heartache, and her chest hurt as if she had been twisted by scissors.

"He must be sad." Zou Shumin shed tears, "He can't accept that Jianjun is leaving at this time." Although he usually works against his father. But in his heart, he loves his father very much. He understands very well how great his dad is as a gentleman.

He had a lot of reverence for him.

It was only because of Haohao's incident that it cast a shadow on the family that they were estranged. But it's all gone, isn't it? We have all chosen to forget, to choose a happy beginning.